quickies

This is just something I've been messing with lately. The idea is that I can email these little snippets to my site, and then you people can read them. These will, in theory, be stupid things that aren't worth a real blog entry.

Grrr
The more I think about it, the more angry I get. It really was a very self-centered thing to say. I'd expected better, though I'm not sure why. Grrr.
Thought
I thought I'd stated my position quite clearly. Maybe not. Or maybe some people are just dense.
Worried
I'm getting worried about CartGirl. She hasn't been here for a week.
Whew
Okay, that was fun. Not.
Issues
Don't bother me, I'm having issues tonight. Ugh.
Bzzzt
There's a chick here with a stun-gun. If it takes that much to get her off, her husband doesn't stand a chance.
Advice
People may as well be telling me to chop off my own head.
Waste
I can't believe it's Tuesday already, and my holiday weekend is over. What a waste of time that was.
Grrr
What a bullshit thing to wake up to.
Resolution
My resolution is to write a blog entry every day, even if it's stupid. That part will be easy. The hard part will be to refrain from saying anything about how much I miss her. That part isn't a resolution; it's just a desire.
Bravo
You have to admire it, this brilliantly orchestrated plan to destroy me.
Senility
I can never remember this chick's damn name. "Eric's hot neighbor" probably isn't it.
Conquered...
...about 1/4 of the galaxy today. I think that's enough for now. Don't want to seem greedy.
Ugh
Well that was a rude awakening. I'd have much preferred to be kicked out of bed by cold feet.
Fair
The fair thing to do, I think, would be to go away and never come back.
They
They are lumberjacks, and they don't care...
Stupid
I've checked in at stupid Bearno's. I don't know why.
Brrrrrrrr!
It's gotta be 200 below zero outside.
Almost
I've almost got my thoughts together. I should write this down. Almost.
Fun
Having some crazy thoughts. It's fun!
Grrr
My power just went out. WTF?
Pointless
Goodnight, cruel world, you bitch. And happy fucking new year.
Sad
I think I'm going to be sad tonight, not mad. It seems more fitting.
Early
One semi-mean text already sent, and I haven't had anything to drink at all. This does not bode well.
Wrong on so many levels...
This chick just asked me if 2011 was a leap year because she wasn't sure if April would have 29 or 30 days.

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vital stats

Name: David Siltz (e-mail me)
Age: 1934682295 seconds
Status: Single. Hard to believe, I know.
Occupation: Computer Systems Engineer
Rubik's Cube PB: 0:42.1
Interests: Mainly pool, science fiction, and severe weather.
Preoccupations: Working on my pool game, reading, and my MINI!
Favorite Beers: I especially like: harpoon winter warmer, pyramid tilted kilt, delirium tremens, alaskan smoked porter, rogue chocolate stout, weihenstephaner hefeweissbier
Pets: A cat named Newbie, but I'm looking to get a couple more. I used to have three other cats who had their own web pages and a blog that they never update anymore, mostly because they died.

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